Like his paint on the canvas
Your love attacks my subconscious
Like a broken record attacks the needle
The scratches in the record
Combine to create harmony
Like his paint on the canvas
Like his paint on the canvas
The brush is led by the painter
The painter is led by the muse
The muse by the mind
Like his paint on the canvas
Like his paint on the canvas
The splatter forms drops of rain
That caress the subconscious
And carry me to you
Like his paint on the canvas